A cult member

Sitting in the chair was a man, obviously in his mid-50s, holding his hands in front of his face. "Please, take a sit."

"Thank you." Was all Eliza said, slightly waiting for the boss to begin the conversation.

"So, what might your business with the boss of this kind of resort be?" His voice was a bit weird, as if he was laughing in the background of the whole sentence.

"I know it may sound a bit weird, but... I'd like to buy this resort." Her face was fully serious, unlike the man's, who was obviously laughing. "Is there anything funny?" Again, with full seriousness, her question asked in a bit of a mocking tone.

"Well, it's not everyday that you get to sell the biggest resort to a random woman..." He stopped for a bit and showed his hand to her. "...unless that woman is The Goddess herself!"

After noticing the Cult's crest on his hand, Eliza stopped thinking for a bit. "So, you're a... member? But we only began doing these yesterday..."

"I know, but... I just felt like it was real, and it was! The number I saw on your page really called, so I knew I'd be getting an original proposal. But let's not talk about me, but the business. How much do you want to pay me?" He sure looked more funny, now that he was sharing his emotions too.

"As much as you want for giving me the whole place and staying here to help me. I can give you almost everything you want."

"Then I'd like..."